Nasum - Twinkle, Twinkle Little Scar lyrics
[Nasum - Twinkle, Twinkle Little Scar lyrics]
A new day his sinister urge is awakening
She's waiting she knows she can't escape
She can't escape the daily pain
Count the scars in her eyes
Bleeding tears by his lies
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones but words hurt the most
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Living the life he chose
At night time
His drunken fist lands in her face
She's waiting she knows she must endure
She must endure his boiling hate
Count the scars in her eyes
Blinded by the sharpest knife
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones well, actually they did
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Her life is lost, it faded
Some day she will avenge
He'll suffer her revenge
Sheer domestic violence
Count the scars in her eyes
Bleeding tears by his lies
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones but words hurt the most
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Living the life he chose
She's waiting she knows she can't escape
She can't escape the daily pain
Count the scars in her eyes
Bleeding tears by his lies
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones but words hurt the most
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Living the life he chose
At night time
His drunken fist lands in her face
She's waiting she knows she must endure
She must endure his boiling hate
Count the scars in her eyes
Blinded by the sharpest knife
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones well, actually they did
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Her life is lost, it faded
Some day she will avenge
He'll suffer her revenge
Sheer domestic violence
Count the scars in her eyes
Bleeding tears by his lies
They say that sticks and stones
May break her bones but words hurt the most
Count the scars in her heart
Her blood is used in his art
She's used, she's drained
She's a bag of bones
Living the life he chose